i hate hanging out with my brother and his girlfriend because it always make me feel how truly alone i am.
i don’t know if there’s just something wrong with me or what, but this girl always flies solo. and for once, for once in my whole life i actually kind of don’t care about it. i’m at a point in my life where like, i want to do things for myself.
maybe this is one time that i’ve lied to myself enough so i’m trying to actually convince myself i don’t need someone, but i don’t know - i feel invincible, for right now.
and i don’t hate it.